Mommy and Daddy argue a lot now, and my mom is always covered in a lot of bruises and cuts and scrapes. I hardly ever see Daddy anymore. He's always with his friend, Mommy says, but she doesn't seem to be happy about it.
Mommy is always sad and hurt. She doesn't play with me anymore, and she never says goodnight. I don't know what's going on. I'm sad because my parents don't play with me, and I'm starting to do bad in school. Not really bad, but not good either.
My birthday is today. No one remembered. I usually have a party. I guess I don't want one anyways, with Daddy gone and Mommy sad and hurt.
And I'm sad too.
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Childhood Dreams
General FictionAs she grows up, Phyllis is exposed to the harshness of the world, but perhaps childhood isn't as far away is it seems.
